Date: Thu, 31 Dec 2020 13:09:12 -0800
From: Jan none <janmay6969@gmail.com>
Subject: Lesa (Bisexual, oral anal, F/MMM, F/F)

Bisexual, oral anal, F/MMM, F/F

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older women.  If this type of content
offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
read it.

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                       Lesa
                        By
                       Jan

	I woke up with a hangover and feeling ashamed
of myself as soon as I remembered what took place
last night.  My dorm room felt like the walls were
closing in on me.  I crawled out of bed and took a
long hot shower.  I was dehydrated but water didn't
satisfy my thirst or relieve the throbbing in my
temples.

	I had gone to a frat party with the guy I had
been dating for several months.  I was under the
illusion that I was in love with him.  I had met him
while taking a general education English Literature
class.  He was a handsome guy with a nice face and
black wavy hair and blue eyes.  He was obviously a
black-Irishman.

	He was attracted to me because I am a 20-
year-old natural blonde and petite 5-foot 3-inch
junior at The University of California at Los Angeles
(UCLA) and I only weighed 103 pounds.  It always
embarrasses me when someone comments that I look
like a much young teenager and how pretty I am.  My
breasts are only modest 34-B cup.  My nipples
happen to be rather large though.

	I was no virgin and had fucked him a number of
times before he had invited me to the frat party
and I had gone with him to the party.  I had
foolishly consumed far too much alcohol.  We
started necking but before long he was removing my
clothes and he was fucking me on the living room
couch in full view of all present.  When he finished
fucking me another guy mounted me.  I was so drunk
that I don't even remember how many guys fucked
me.  Their faces hovering over me were just blurs.
The only face that made a lasting memory was the
face of one of the black UCLA football players.  I
don't even remember how I got back to my dorm
room.  I was so upset that I vowed to do something
about being able to prevent that from ever
happening again.

	The most famous gym in southern California is
near UCLA it is Gold's Gym in Venice.  A number of
famous bodybuilders were trained there.  Some of
the Mr. Universe became actors like Steve Reeves
that made Italian movies in the '50s as Hercules,
Arnold Schwarzenegger that not only made movies
he married a Kennedy and became governor of
California, and Lou Ferrigno was deaf but best known
as the hulk on TV.  That was why I joined that gym
with the goal of improving my strength and ability to
defend myself.  I was also thinking at the time that
I would buy a handgun.

	When I joined the gym, I also enrolled in a
self-defense class.  In that class, I learned about
the problems of getting permits to carry a concealed
weapon and potential problems involved if the gun is
used.  I had never realized that I had a submissive
personality.  I had a limited sexual history.  Until
the night of that party, I only had heterosexual sex
with three other males including the guy that
brought her to the party.

	I had always been a withdrawn personality and
very taciturn.  I lacked self-confidence and that's
why I hoped to improve both physically and self-
confidence with the help of weight training and
martial arts.  I had a girlfriend as a teenager that
we had experimented with oral sex with each other
until we discovered that boys had a toy between
their legs.  Right at that moment, I was thinking
very much about becoming celibate.

	The woman that was to become my trainer was
an impressive specimen.  I met her the first day I
went to the gym.  I was so impressed by her
physique and approached her with: "Hello, my name is
Lesa Smith and I wanted to tell you how impressed I
am by your physique.  I would like to develop my
body to look have as good as yours."

	The woman said: "Hi I'm Ashley Farmington."  I
learned that she was no more than 10-years-older
than me.  She was five-feet 7-inches tall and a solid
140 pounds.  She had cut abs and a lean muscular
look.  Her skin was flawless.  Ashley had hopes of
competing in a forthcoming season of bodybuilding
competitions.  She was at that point in her carrier
that she was going to have to make up her mind if
taking anabolic steroids was worth it.  Her muscular
development had reached a plateau and she was
under pressure to juice up.

	I was to learn that Ashley has been a
dedicated lesbian almost her entire life.  She had
never had a sexual interest in males.  When her
contemporaries were perusing boys, Ashley was
seeking the company girls and older women.  By the
time she was 10-years-old, she had met an older
woman that had taught her that masturbating and
licking pussy was not the only way to please a female.
She is attracted to dykes and fems equally.  She has
sex with either types as well as races and religions
indiscriminately, At the time I met her she had no
steady girlfriend.

	When I introduced myself to Ashley, I felt an
attraction to her instantly.  Ashley thought I looked
so adorable, with my delicate body and my head of
sun-bleached blonde hair in ringlets parting in the
middle and framing my delicate face.  My blue eyes
were so large they reminded her of Japanese anime
cartoons.  She told me that she wanted to take me
into her arms and smothered me with kisses.

	Ashley has an outgoing and friendly personality
most people that come in contact with her like her.
As my trainer, she started me on a program
designed to build muscle mass as well as an exercise
program to build flexibility and fighting capacity.  I
eventually become comfortable with the strenuous
routine and the new surroundings.  While doing so, I
also got to know the people that used the facility.

	The males I liked at the gym were no threat
because they were gay.  The narcissistic Romeos
were buffoons as far as I was concerned.   I was
intimidated by the powerful women that worked out
at the gym at first.

	One of the other women that impressed me a
lot was a black extreme bodybuilder.  Her name is
Siltation Murry and she is named after Silanion the
best of the Greek portrait-sculptors during the
fourth century BC.  His style was an inspiration for
the sculptures of the Renaissance like Michelangelo.
All of Silanion's friends call her Sil for short.  She is
in her mid-30's, 5-feet 9-inches tall, and she is 173
pounds.  Her weight varies with her training regimen.
Sil is a professional female bodybuilder and winner
of numerous competitions.

	Her career is coming to an end and she is
unsure of her future.  Sil has taken anabolic steroids
for over 10 years and the side effects of these
drugs are not reversible.  Her voice has deepened
and she has to get unwanted facial hair removed by
electrolysis.  The most personal change in her
appearance is that with the massive muscle buildup
her beasts are no more than a small B-cup on her
massive pectoral muscles and her clitoris has
enlarged a lot.  Even when Sil is not excited sexually
her clit is large (over two inches in length) and very
pronounced.  Her labia have also gotten much larger
and coupled with her enlarged clit cause her some
embarrassment with having sex with new female
partners.  The added benefit of being able to
penetrate her girlfriends while fucking them and the
ability to enjoy having her girlfriends give her a
blowjob by sucking on her clit was a plus.

	Additionally, when Sil is on her cycle of
steroids her libido is through the roof.  Normally a
very sexualized person the long use of steroids has
increased her masculine physical traits, they
increase her extremely libido and aggressiveness.
Sil's personality is brash and abrasive especially
when she's on steroids.  Sil got involved in
bodybuilding to increase her self-confidence and
self-esteem.  While that worked to a great extent
initially, she has become concerned about her ego
alienating many of her past friends now that her
companion career is coming to an end.

	I was curious and intimidated by Sil and the
first time I asked her about how long it took her to
develop her body.  She barked at me and she
frighted me.  Ashley assured me not to take Sil's
behavior personally because she gets that way when
she is taking steroids before the competition.

	Sil did apologize later and told me that she had
been training for fifteen years.  Her body looked
like she could compete with men for Mr. Universe
except for the little breasts and lack of male
genitalia in her bikini bottom.

	I wanted to be stronger but had no desire to
look like Ashley or Sil My body was bruised and sore
from the self-defense classes.  Ashley suggested
that I would benefit from the use of a sauna and a
rubdown.  I had learned to trust her and we had
become friends. I not only liked her I felt safe in
her company.

	We were working out in the evening and there
were only one or two people in the building so we had
the use of the sauna to ourselves.  We rapped our
naked bodies in clean white sheets and entered the
cedar room and sat on the bench with our backs
against the wall.  The dry heat had us sweating
quickly and the peppery cider smell stung my nose's.
We unwrapped ourselves and started sweating
profusely.  I was already comfortable seeing her
naked.  Only now I could see her crotch.  She
assured me that she shaved down there completely
because of the companions.  It wouldn't do for a
judge to see a stray hair down there or dark
stubble.  It was obvious that her nipples were
stimulated because they were larger than I had ever
seen them before.

	I was becoming sexually stimulate just looking
at her naked body and feeling the sting of the spicy
smell of the cedar in my nose.  The dry air also dried
out my nose and mouth.  After ten minutes elapsed,
we exited the sauna and relaxed on plastic recliners
until we stopped sweating.  We took a quick shower
before returning to the sauna for another ten
minutes.  This time Ashley took me in her arms and
kissed me.  The kiss was very passionate and she
stuck her tongue into my mouth, sucked on my
tongue, and licked my face.  While she was
embracing me, our sweaty tits were pressed against
each other's and I could feel her hard nipples
pressing against my soft tits.  We were just getting
into making love when the timer went off.  We had
to get out and relax again when we stopped sweating,
we went to the showers and started washing off in
warm water and changed it too cold to close out
pores.  When we got dressed.  I was happy I had
brought fresh clothes on Ashley's advice because
the clothes I had been wearing reeked of my body
odor.  I had no idea that my body stunk that much.
The clothes smelled of stale cigarette smoke and I
didn't even smoke.  We put on fresh clothes and
went to dinner together.  I couldn't take my eyes off
of her.

	We discussed my major and classes I was
taking and she told me that she had graduated with
a degree in physical therapy.  When she inquired
about what had brought me to Gold's Gym, I told her
about the guy I had dated had taken me to a frat
party and I had foolishly drunk too much and wound
up getting fucked by an unknown number of guys.
Ashley admitted that she had also been raped in her
youth.  I felt that we shared sisterhood and an even
stronger affinity for her.

	Ashley reached across the table and took hold
of my hand she confided with me: "I have been
lesbian since I was a twelve-year-old.  I hope that
you won't reject my friendship."

	I felt an even stronger bond with her.  "Ashley,
I feel a strong affinity with you.  I can admit I
experimented with lesbian sex with a girlfriend when
I was a 12-year-old girl, but I haven't had sex with
another girl since.  If you are attracted to me, I
would be flattered but I'm unsure if that is
something I'm prepared to go in that direction"

	Ashley asked: "Would you be willing to come
home with for a nightcap?"

	I squeezed her hand: "Let's get out of here."

	Ashley insisted on paying the bill and we took
her car to her home in Venice.  Her home was an old
house built in the 1920s but it had been remodeled.
While retaining the Spanish beach house look a
contractor had modernized the small kitchen with
modern appliances and contemporary cabinets.  The
two bedrooms had been turned into a single bedroom
with a large closet and a modern spacious bathroom.
The living room was cozy and the mustard and occur
ragged walls gave the room a warm glow.  As soon as
we entered the house Ashley turned on the lights
and turned up the thermostat to take the chill out
of the house.

	She turned on her stereo to fill the house with
pleasant mood music.  We removed our coats and
slipped out of our shoes to rest our feet.  We
embarrassed and danced to the slow dance music.
The feel of her warm body rubbed against me was
thrilling.  Being so much shorter than her my face
nestled between her fragrant breasts.  The smell of
Opium by Yves Saint Laurent filled the room and my
own clothes absorbed the fragrance.  I felt her
heart beating as my cheek rested between her
breasts.  At that moment I felt a strong desire to
make love to her.

	I whispered: "Ashley, I want this feeling to
last forever."

	Ashley kissed my closed eyes and pressed her
lips against my own.  She parted my lips with her
tongue.  When she inhaled, she virtually sucked the
air out of my lungs.  I was powerless as she inflated
my lungs when she exhaled.  I felt light-headed and
almost slumped in her arm.  She supported me and
maneuvered me to the couch and we clung to each
other as we continued kissing.  I hardly realized she
was unfastening the back of my dress and bra until I
didn't feel the pressure of the bra around my body.
I moved back to allow the dress and bra to fall away
from my body.  It was obvious that I was going to
allow Ashley to make love to me.  Ashley looked at
my small breasts with admitting eyes.  She placed
her hand on one of my breasts and gently squeezed
it.  She had to bend over to take the nipple of my
other breast into her mouth.  I surrendered to the
desire and stroked her hair while she nursed on my
tit.

	I eventually started unfastening the back of
her dress.  As we completed removing each other's
dresses we made our way to the couch where we
collapsed in each other's arm.  It was an exciting
feeling that made me nervous.

	We removed each other's remaining clothes
quickly.  It was a new experience to be kissing a
woman.  Her lips and face were soft and smooth
against my cheek.  Her hair occasionally had to be
swiped away from her face.  It was strange making
love to a woman with a hard muscular body with
breasts no larger than an adolescent girl.  When I
stuck my finger into her vagina, I was surprised that
she was able to contract the muscles in her vagina
around my finger.  We had a glorious evening of sex.
When I went down on her and ate her pussy, she
captured my tongue with her vagina.  I envisioned
the embarrassment of us being found with my
tongue stuck in her pussy.  After a short time, we
made our way to her bedroom while clinging to each
other's naked bodies.

	We stripped the bed of everything but the
fitted mattress sheet.  Then we wallowed around on
top in a tangle of arms and legs.  Ashley was strong
enough to move my body around as easily as you
would an infant.  After we had performed cunnilingus
on each other to orgasm Ashley lid me on my back
and knelt over my chest and moved her pussy to my
mouth.  She ground her pussy and asshole against my
mouth and nose until she had another orgasm.  My
nose was filled with her bodily fluid.  That evening
cemented that I was in love with Ashley.

	The two of us attended Sil's bodybuilding
competitions to support her.  When she victorious in
her attempt to be Miss California the three of us
partied that evening.  We were in Sacramento and
staying in Hyatt Regency and Sil was ready to brake
training.  We had a great dinner and consumed a
bottle of wine before we started drinking in the bar.
She placed her trophy on the table and we
surrounded it with empty glasses.  We were in a
jovial mood as we made our way to the elevators on
our way up to our room.  We had bought a bottle of
vodka to continue our celebration.  We removed our
clothes when behind the closed door.  I was the
recipient of their attention.  While Ashley was
kissing me and playing with my breasts, Sil was able
to fuck me with her enlarged clitoris.  I got to suck
my first black pussy and asshole.  I was drunk but
remember that I had sucked both of their pussies
and assholes to orgasms.  We were asleep in the
queen-size e when housekeeping came to clean the
room.

	Ashley got up to answer the door.  She didn't
turn away the Mexican woman at all.  She invited her
in and encouraged her to join us.  I was laying in Sil's
arms with my cheek resting against her tit.  The
cleaning lady tried to brush Ashley's advances as she
replaced the towels and toiletries, but Ashley was
unashamedly relentless.  She was behind her and
reached around her body to feel her tits.  When the
woman turned her head to protest, Ashley prevented
her protest by sticking her tongue into the woman's
mouth.  After some struggling, the woman gave up
and allowed Ashley to remove her dress.  Before we
allowed to get dressed and returned to her
housekeeping duties, we had engaged in a daisy chain
of pussy eating.

	When I returned to the UCLA campus, I was
well aware of my vulnerability when walking around
the campus at night.  I carried my car and house
keys in my right hand with the keys sticking out
from between my fingers.  When I was passing
through an unlit section on my way to the student
parking lot I was grabbed from behind.  I was
wearing pumps with three-inch heels and I stomped
on the top of his right foot.  I struggled to turn
around to confront my attacker and I successfully
stabbed him in the left eye with the car key and
scratched his cheek with my house key.  I screamed
FIRE as loud as I could to draw attention.  Several
male students came running to restrain the attacker
until campus police arrived.  I had to appear in court
at his trial to testify to the events that took place
while his lawyer tried to impugn my corrector and
blame me for unjustifiably stab him in the eye and
terminally blinding the eye.

	Unfortunately for him, there were a couple of
other coeds that testified that he had successfully
attacked them.  A forensic expert testified that
sperm samples proved that he had been the one to
assault the other girls.  It took while before the
notoriety to subside and life to return to normal for
me on campus.  I was tired of having to explain and
attribute my successful defense to the self-defense
training.

	The guys at Gold's Gym gave me a t-shirt with
the message on front "DON'T TREAD ON ME!"

	From then on when I was walking around
campus other coeds would accompany as their hero.
I was able seduce almost any girl I took an interest
in.

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